6 Months

Well now I am 6 months old and growing like a weed. My poor mommy can't keep me in clothes for more than a few weeks. I am almost 28 inches long and 18 lbs. Who knew being the little bean I was when I was born that I would be this big. I even have some 9 month clothes that I have already grown out of. Now I can sit up on my own and I am starting to think about crawling. I also love to pet my puppies, although I'm not sure they love it so much. Mommy and Daddy found out this month that we will be moving March 1st to Fort Gordon GA, so we are working hard to sell our house. I am definately looking forward to Christmas, not for the gifts but for the wrapping paper - I just love to tear apart the paper! I even tried veggies, and I haven't found one I don't like - I'm a little piggy oink oink.

Thanksgiving

We spent my first Thanksgiving in Bradenton, Fl with Daddy's family. I got to know everyone a little bit better. Aunt Sarah is just the best and spent tons of free time holding and playing with me. I even got to meet Daddy's cousins and had my first trip to the beach. That mean old Mommy of mine made me dip my feet in that cold water.

My First Trip to the Zoo

On Daddy's first weekend off from his master's classes in quiet sometime, he took Mommy and Me to the zoo. We had a fantastic time. I loved to watch the animals as long as they were moving. We saw lions, rhinos, and seals just to name a few.

4 Months

Not much new here. Around my four month birthday I got to meet my Uncle Dan and Mimi and Pap came out for a visit. Unfortunately, mom forgot Pap's pictures at work.

Yes, I fell asleep in my Jumperoo

I even tried cereal for the first time....

I learned to spit too

3 Months

Everything is still good with me. Mom went back to work 3 days a week and I stay with her friend Callie and my new buddy Johnny. We all started to get into a little routine. I can hold my head up and by the end of the month I could even roll over from my tummy to my back. I smile a lot and I am even starting to laugh a little bit.

Watching football with Dad

Giddy-up Cowboy

Giggles

Aww baby butt crack

My First Haircut

So I was born with a ton of hair and Mommy finally got sick of it tickling her face and being all out of control, so I had my first hair cut at just 8 weeks of age. My mom and dad ended up cutting 1 1/2 inches off in some places. As you can see in the pictures, my hair is no longer black but light blonde. Also, with each subsequent cut, my hair gets a little bit lighter.

That's a lot of hair for a litte guy